Anubhav gupta

The Breeze Beneath the Tree

I like the breeze beneath the tree, when its hot like i am melting.The breeze beneath the tree, sets me free, and is quite sheltering.The free floating of the broken leaves, and nature's whispers in the hustling onesprovides a solemn silence, oh so deep! a sudden spark through my veins, then runs.making me glee, setting me freethat awesome cool breeze beneath the tree.